[Wanda hadn't expected a confession like that. Something so personal, something so close to home. They'd only met once before today and while Wanda had opened up about Sokovia and the Feast of Saint Nikolina it hadn't...it hadn't been quite so personal. So vulnerable.
It hadn't been something she could relate to quite so keenly as she does.]
Yes, it does. Paranoid and perhaps even a little desperate to make sure it never happens to anyone else. Even yourself.
[The smile she offers him is small, doing nothing to chase the shadows from her eyes.]
My brother and I lost our parents when we were young. Also years ago. But yes, that sort of experience stays with you no matter how much time passes. Changes how you view the world I think, don't you?
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It hadn't been something she could relate to quite so keenly as she does.]
Yes, it does. Paranoid and perhaps even a little desperate to make sure it never happens to anyone else. Even yourself.
[The smile she offers him is small, doing nothing to chase the shadows from her eyes.]
My brother and I lost our parents when we were young. Also years ago. But yes, that sort of experience stays with you no matter how much time passes. Changes how you view the world I think, don't you?